Town Called Malice

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life 'cause it's the one we'll never know

And quit running for that runaway bus 'cause those rosey days are few

Yeah

And stop apologising for the things you've never done

'Cause time is short and life is cruel

Well it's up to us to change this town called malice

Ooh

Yeah



Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard

And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts

Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry

It's enough to make you stop believing

When tears come fast and furious in a town called malice

Ooh

Yeah



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Ba da ba ba da ba

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Struggle after struggle

Year after year

The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice

I'm almost stone cold dead in a town called malice

Ooh

Yeah



A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef

Gets dashed against the co-op

To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear

It's a big decision in a town called malice

Ooh

Yeah



The ghost of a steam train echos down my track

It's at the moment bound for nowhere

Just going round and round

Oh

Playground kids and creaking swings

Lost laughter in the breeze

I could go on for hours and I probably will

But I'd sooner put some joy back in this town called malice

Yeah



Ooh

Yeah

Town called malice

Yeah

Ooh

Yeah

A town called malice

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